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Miguel looked up to see his younger sister standing there, hands folded across her large, mostly exposed chest. She was well into her twenties but she had the look of a teenager. Her multiple piercings, short messy black hair with it's dyed blue streak didn't help...neither did the petulant and impatient expression.
"we are not going to do anything, you're staying put, this isn't a game, we don't have any money and breaking into a high security lab to steal tech equipment isn't something to take lightly," he replied tersely, he'd been in the business of selling black market tech for about fifteen years, since he'd been a teenager himself and while he allowed his sister to help him with small jobs he knew Carina wasn't anywhere near mature enough to be trusted with this.
"You're letting Arael go," Carina pouted, "She's even younger than I am!"
"Arael is our cat, we need her to get in and dismantle the system, no one else has those skills,"
"Cat" was the slang term for a trained burglar, a professional in the field of breaking and entering and highly coveted among street gangs. Arael was among the best, although she was hard to find due to her constantly changing appearance and name, her natural hair color was red, but thanks to a wash she'd developed she could temporarily become a blond or brunette as needed.
"Who else gets to go while I'm stuck being left behind?" Carina whined.
"It's just me, Arael and Jake, I figure a smaller group is better and less likely to be caught," said Miguel tucking his curling black hair into a ski cap and grabbing a bag and a light. "We won't be long, just in and out while security is switching out for the night, Adios sis," he said giving Carina a kiss and heading for the door, Arael and Jake were waiting in the truck, Arael was clothed head to toe in a dark grey suit, a pair of goggles over her eyes and not an inch of exposed skin showing, her age, race and gender undiscernable in the event she should be caught on camera.
Jake was the oldest, at forty he was still in good shape, in spite of his inclination for drinking heavily. His dark hair was going grey at the sides but his blue eyes were as sharp as ever, "We ready to go?" he asked gruffly. Miguel nodded and climbed into the truck.
When they pulled up to the lab Arael took to scouting the building, all she needed was to find an opening to get in through and then she's signal the others. she found her opening at a small window leading to the basement. She used a small electronic device to scramble the alarm signal at the window and broke in, squeezing through the little opening....She was in.
The building had been long abandoned. Blackened vines and moss lined the walls, choking most of the hardware but here and there a bundle of wires or an intact screen crackled and fizzled with life. Although she couldn't do anything with the tech Arael pulled out a small device that allowed her to siphon off live electricity and store it. This could be used to power dead tech later and live energy was just as valuable as tech itself to some buyers. She proceeded down without hindrance for some time before she came to a small lift, climbing inside she examined the panels to see if it was still operative.
As she pried off the cover of the button panel the lift closed and began to move. She tried to stop it by hitting one of the buttons but rather than halt the lift took her down before screeching to a stop at the very bottom of the lab.
The doors opened and she found herself in a room full of red motion sensors, on the other side was a heavy steal door. What Arael noted was that there was considerably less moss growing on the hardware down here, the tech was all live as far as she could tell. There was something important down this way.
After thorough examination she found an access panel and she went about carefully disarming the sensors. Walking to the door she pulled out a magnet card, a magnet card acted as a skeleton key for electronic or computerized equipment. It scrambled memory tech and set a program lock to it's default setting, allowing her to change any codes and gain access. She slid the card through the key slot and punched in a random set of numbers, the door opened for her.
"Open sesame," she chuckled to herself pocketing her card. As she wandered further in she noticed that the lab was beginning to resemble a large terrarium, there were trees growing out of the floor, the tile on the ground gave way to soil and an artificial sun lamp lit a strange jungle like garden in a massive underground dome. What were they keeping here? As she explored further her foot crunched against a large dry husk. Bending to pick it up she realized what it was.....
the most massive snake skin she'd ever seen in her life!
Miguel looked up to see his younger sister standing there, hands folded across her large, mostly exposed chest. She was well into her twenties but she had the look of a teenager. Her multiple piercings, short messy black hair with it's dyed blue streak didn't help...neither did the petulant and impatient expression.
"we are not going to do anything, you're staying put, this isn't a game, we don't have any money and breaking into a high security lab to steal tech equipment isn't something to take lightly," he replied tersely, he'd been in the business of selling black market tech for about fifteen years, since he'd been a teenager himself and while he allowed his sister to help him with small jobs he knew Carina wasn't anywhere near mature enough to be trusted with this.
"You're letting Arael go," Carina pouted, "She's even younger than I am!"
"Arael is our cat, we need her to get in and dismantle the system, no one else has those skills,"
"Cat" was the slang term for a trained burglar, a professional in the field of breaking and entering and highly coveted among street gangs. Arael was among the best, although she was hard to find due to her constantly changing appearance and name, her natural hair color was red, but thanks to a wash she'd developed she could temporarily become a blond or brunette as needed.
"Who else gets to go while I'm stuck being left behind?" Carina whined.
"It's just me, Arael and Jake, I figure a smaller group is better and less likely to be caught," said Miguel tucking his curling black hair into a ski cap and grabbing a bag and a light. "We won't be long, just in and out while security is switching out for the night, Adios sis," he said giving Carina a kiss and heading for the door, Arael and Jake were waiting in the truck, Arael was clothed head to toe in a dark grey suit, a pair of goggles over her eyes and not an inch of exposed skin showing, her age, race and gender undiscernable in the event she should be caught on camera.
Jake was the oldest, at forty he was still in good shape, in spite of his inclination for drinking heavily. His dark hair was going grey at the sides but his blue eyes were as sharp as ever, "We ready to go?" he asked gruffly. Miguel nodded and climbed into the truck.
When they pulled up to the lab Arael took to scouting the building, all she needed was to find an opening to get in through and then she's signal the others. she found her opening at a small window leading to the basement. She used a small electronic device to scramble the alarm signal at the window and broke in, squeezing through the little opening....She was in.
The building had been long abandoned. Blackened vines and moss lined the walls, choking most of the hardware but here and there a bundle of wires or an intact screen crackled and fizzled with life. Although she couldn't do anything with the tech Arael pulled out a small device that allowed her to siphon off live electricity and store it. This could be used to power dead tech later and live energy was just as valuable as tech itself to some buyers. She proceeded down without hindrance for some time before she came to a small lift, climbing inside she examined the panels to see if it was still operative.
As she pried off the cover of the button panel the lift closed and began to move. She tried to stop it by hitting one of the buttons but rather than halt the lift took her down before screeching to a stop at the very bottom of the lab.
The doors opened and she found herself in a room full of red motion sensors, on the other side was a heavy steal door. What Arael noted was that there was considerably less moss growing on the hardware down here, the tech was all live as far as she could tell. There was something important down this way.
After thorough examination she found an access panel and she went about carefully disarming the sensors. Walking to the door she pulled out a magnet card, a magnet card acted as a skeleton key for electronic or computerized equipment. It scrambled memory tech and set a program lock to it's default setting, allowing her to change any codes and gain access. She slid the card through the key slot and punched in a random set of numbers, the door opened for her.
"Open sesame," she chuckled to herself pocketing her card. As she wandered further in she noticed that the lab was beginning to resemble a large terrarium, there were trees growing out of the floor, the tile on the ground gave way to soil and an artificial sun lamp lit a strange jungle like garden in a massive underground dome. What were they keeping here? As she explored further her foot crunched against a large dry husk. Bending to pick it up she realized what it was.....
the most massive snake skin she'd ever seen in her life!
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